Love in the Time of War

Once upon a time, a young Vietnamese-French girl grew up in a Việt Nam divided by the Geneva Accords of 1954. Beyond the 17th parallel lay places like Hà Long Bay, places she knew only through stories, photographs, and always dreamed of seeing for herself.

Year later, during the war, in the imperial capital of Huế, thousands became victims of the Red Massare, leaving behind grief, silence, and countless young lives suddenly orphaned by violence. During this time, she traveled to Huế to care for the children whose lives had been shattered by war. She slept on dirt floors and woke each night to the sound of bombs exploding nearby, never knowing if morning would come.

Eventually, she returned to Saigon and was later escorted to Phú Quốc aboard a South Vietnamese naval ship called the Phu Du. There, on an island suspended between sea and uncertainty, she met a young Lieutenant Commander of the South Vietnamese Navy. Their story began in the shadow of war, yet somehow grew into something enduring.

For many years, Việt Nam remained more a place of memory than a destination. Then came a simple wish that slowly became something much larger: a journey back through landscapes shaped by war, .displacement, resilience, and love.

This trip is not only about returning to Việt Nam. It is about returning to the stories that quietly traveled across generations all along.